Chapter 1091 (2/2)
So... Must we fight?!
Do you really have the courage to make up your mind to fight Loren Turin?!
Shivering elf boy, the cold sweat on his forehead fell like raindrops and wet his clothes.
”Pa.”
His white little hand pressed his wet shoulder.
”Elder sister?”
”There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm right behind you,” Lori ZAD whispered. ”Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Anson.”
”I didn't...” what else did the elf boy want to explain.
”Leave it to me here.”
Before he finished, the blindfolded fairy girl stepped forward and blocked Ansen behind her: ”give me the command of the army, and then you hurry to the siege camp as soon as possible and ask his highness rodria to send troops to encircle and suppress Loren Turin.”
”At Anson's speed, if you're alone, you should be able to get there without having to spend half a day - before that, I'll try my best to hold Duke Byrne and block him here, and the rest will be handed over to Anson. Please!”
”Go, don't worry, let alone feel guilty. This is the best choice right now.”
The voice fell, and Lori ZAD's face was a little more determined.
But Anson didn't have the slightest idea of retreating.
”No... no, I can't leave this monster to my elder sister to face alone.”
LORI Zade, who was slightly stunned, looked back: ”Anson, it's not you who are uncomfortable and angry now...”
”I'm not angry!” snapped the grumpy elf boy:
”I've just had enough!”
”I'm tired of being calculated by the other party at every step, of being played by that hateful guy as a mindless fool again and again, and of falling into his trap again and again!”
”This time, will it be the same this time? Did he guess that I didn't dare to face him, so he provoked me in this way?!”
”Or did he guess my plan long ago, so he arrogantly felt that as long as I realized that I was seen through by him, I would run away immediately?!”
”It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous; there are only a few thousand cavalry, but there are more than 20000 elf warriors on my side. The combat power is 20 to 1. Why am I the one who fled because of fear? Shouldn't it be him?”
Listening to Anson's restless self talk, the blindfolded elf girl opened her mouth and stopped talking.
”So if I don't run this time, I won't let the monster be satisfied again - I'll fight him to the death, even if it costs more!” Anson ZAD roared:
”The whole army - array, prepare for war!”
”Here we meet Loren Turin, the Duke of the Empire who humiliated the Azores in eboden!”
”In the name of the eagle king and in the name of the great righteousness of Azor's life and death, I assure you that today next year will be the memorial day of Loren Turin!”
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Empire Avenue, the rear line of the Azores army.
The spacious imperial Avenue was covered with bodies, including imperial people and Azores; The Ranger knights who had just defeated the Azores put down their saddles, cleaned the battlefield with the help of a few survivors, cleaned up the bodies and made way for the horses.
”With all due respect, Duke, this is not the time to clean the battlefield.” regrell, the count of white horse peak, who hurried back, followed closely behind Loren, and always focused on the knights who were cleaning the battlefield:
”What we have just defeated is only the Azores elves escorting the luggage and dragging the army behind. At best, less than one twentieth of it; if we continue to waste our time cleaning the battlefield, 19 percent of the Elves will run away!”
”Nineteen twentieth?”
The black haired wizard who stopped looked at regrell behind him with some surprise and some laughter: ”you mean that after they got the news of our raid, they would choose to escape rather than turn around and fight with us - we are facing an army of 20000 Elven warriors.”
”Quantity can't tell everything.” regrell frowned. ”We have more than 1000 elite knights. In front of us is the open imperial Avenue. No amount of troops can stop the wall charging of Byrne Knights - time is the fighter and the key to whether we can win.”
”If we continue to spend so much time, we will really have no chance until the enemy meets the headquarters of the siege camp or completely organizes the defense front!”
”Yes, time is the fighter.” Lauren nodded. ”That's why we have to wait.”
Regrell frowned even more: ”I don't understand. What do you mean...”
”If it was the little prince who commanded this army, I would probably accept your suggestion... No, if it was him, I should have taken advantage of this gap to go to the imperial capital.”
Loren shrugged: ”but now the enemy's reaction tells me that no matter who the commander in chief of the army opposite is, he must not be the rodriya Azor who fought us in eboden!”
”In the past few days, I have fought with this elf for almost seven or eight days. This is a guy who is easy to be anxious, but sometimes very stubborn. Therefore, if he knows that the attacker is me, he will never escape, but turn around and fight with me.”
”So I'll buy a little time to judge and bet on whether he will really be so desperate crazy - if so, ah... We can not only defeat him, but also have a chance to annihilate him!”
Regrell was completely surprised.
For the first time, he found that he didn't know the Duke in front of him at all - God knows how many bold plans were stuffed in his mind?!
More than 1000 knights and reinforcements who don't know when they will arrive. He plans to wipe out 20000 elves by these?!
Ask yourself, regrell thinks that if you encounter such a battle, you must first consider retreating - this is the normal commander's thinking. The victory or defeat of the moment is not important at all. Preserving the army's organizational system and combat effectiveness is the most important
”Duke, the Azores are attacking!” a demon hunter who came back to report interrupted regrell's thinking.
”Herald rally!” Lauren's face showed a happy smile:
”Right in front of the target, the whole army charged --!”